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I straighten, lightly fisting my cock. I move my hand down before gripping the base, holding on tightly so that I won’t come as soon as I’m inside her. Gently, I notch myself to her entrance. Nora widens her legs. She tugs at the belt binding her, and I smile.

This is exactly why I wanted her bound.

Slowly, I press forward. I’m about halfway in when I realize something. I didn’t use a condom.

I freeze, guilt swamping me. “Nora, I?—”

“I don’t give a shit about a condom, Clint,” Nora whispers. “I trust you.”

I trust you.

The words linger over me, a balm that I didn’t know I needed. If Nora can trust me, then I can trust her, too.

Slowly, aware of my size, I press inside her until I’m fully in. When I do, I give my hips a little twitch, and we both gasp.

Nora’s eyes fly open. “Clint,” she says, a note of awe in her voice. “More.”

I move. Slowly at first, I pump my hips. She’s thrashing, even with the binding, and her hips start to find a rhythm with mine. Moving in sync with me, she rocks herself, making every thrust deeper, every movement more poignant.

Fuck. Fuck.

I can’t handle it. I trace over parts of her body with my hands, touching her with a reverence that I can’t help. She’s more than just a beautiful woman, spread beneath me.

She’s Nora.

I’m holding on strong, happy that I’m able to make this last, when she gasps. A second later, I feel her flutter around me. Her orgasm tugs at me. And I fucking lose it.

Grunting, I fall forward. I’m rutting in and out of her like an animal, and I resist the urge to bite her shoulder as I go.

Nora is fucking incredible. She cries out, her voice drifting into my ears like a plea. She wraps her legs around my hips, drawing me closer.

When I come, I think I see stars. My orgasm goes on forever. It’s the strongest one I’ve ever had, and by the time it’s done, I’m gasping. It’s all I can do to undo the belt. To tug Nora closer, tucking my chin on top of her head.

As I shut my eyes, I hear her murmur, “Thank you.”

“Darlin’?”

“For protecting me,” she whispers.

I can tell that she’s falling asleep. But her words hit me like an electric shock.

You’re welcome, darlin’. No one is going to hurt you, ever again.

Because I’ll fucking kill them if they even try.

CHAPTER 16

Landon

When Clint comes to swap me out, I know he got laid. I can see it all over his face.

“So, you’re good with Nora now?” I ask, teasing him lightly. It’s somewhere around one in the morning, and it’s a perfectly clear night. The storm that was supposed to move in clearly hasn’t.

Because the night sky is so bright, you can practically drive with no lights on. It’s part of what I fucking love about Montana. Sure, the stars were good in Nevada, too, but here, they’re fucking stunning.

Clint frowns in response to my question. “How did you know?”

“You look like a dog who just figured out how to get into the trash,” I say, elbowing him.

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